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[blueghostgirl]

Taking a deep breath, she dove beneath the tossing waves, swimming down to the sea bed. Pearling and abalone diving was dangerous work, but her family had been doing it for years. She was only in training so she watched as her father and brother filled sacks alternatively with tiny pearls, and tasty abalone. Needing a breath of air, she looked up before heading towards the surface. Occasionally, sharks would come between them and the surface, meaning they would either have to try to hold on to their breath longer, or risk it.

Breaking the surface, and seeing her mother in the little dinghy, she swam towards her. Her mother cocked her head, looked at her watch, and said, "Four and a half minutes. Not bad for your second try. Down you go again."